Usagi walked down to breakfast in good spirits, tired but good, she'd spent half the night chatting amiably with Hermione; the two not chucking it until twelve was long gone. She'd awoken early and, finding herself unable to be claimed once more by delectable sleep, had set her mind on heading to breakfast. Changing quickly, slipping on a pair of jeans and a light t-shirt under her school robes she descended through the empty common room, silent but for the sound of the dying fire in the grate.
She smiled and pushed open the Portrait Door and climbed out, closing it slowly and smiling at the Fat Lady who nodded in half-conscious acknowledgment. Continuing down the halls she ducked behind a rusty, clinking old suit of armour baring a great silver sword to avoid Peeves who floated about menacingly for a few minutes before drifting off in the opposite directing leaving Usagi's path free.
Son she descended into the Great Hall and moved towards the Gryffindor table, she saw some of the VII years about and a few eager I and II formers, apart form that there was but one other figure at that next to empty table. Most of the Slytherins were up and hissing in their usual way that always gave the impression that they had something to hide.
The messy black hair that stuck up at the back, the crooked glasses that constantly fell down a curved nose only to be pushed up once more by slender fingers, piercing emeralds watching them with empty annoyance. "Good morning," she said softly, he jumped slightly, by that Usagi saw he shoulders move slightly but it hardly made any difference.
He turned and his locked eyes caught hers for a moment before he turned absently back to his plate of food, not that he appeared to intend to eat it.
"You're Harry Potter, I hear you're on the Quidditch team, is it a good game?" she asked sitting in the chair to his right.
"Leave me alone," was his reply, stone cold, just like he looked.
Usagi face pictured her sadness and pity but her voice and actions showed her determination, "Why?"
"Because I said so," he barked.
"What if I said no?" he turned to look at her, glaring, "Don't give me that look mister, I don't think you have reason enough to justify your moping."
"Who gave you the right to talk to me like that, you have no idea what I've been through," he growled, he didn't notice Dumbledore, who had been sitting quietly since the beginning of this fiasco, the old man's eyes twinkled and a small smile threatened his lips behind his beard.
"Well I would if you'd just tell me!" she retaliated, not willing to back down.
"Why should I, you wouldn't understand!" Harry retorted standing up abruptly but grabbing the back of is chair before it fell to the floor.
"Why wouldn't I," he paused, unable to answer her, "you asked who gave me the right to talk to you, well I'll you, me, don't judge people before you know them Harry, you loose more people that way." With that said she stood herself, glared at him before storming out of the Great Hall, blonde hair streaming behind her gently.
After much hasty deliberation Harry ran after her, the Slytherins who had gone silent to watch had returned to what they wee talking about, mostly how to help the Dark Lord and kill Potter anyway.
"Usagi wait!" he called after the retreating girl, finally catching up to her and grabbing her wrist, turning her to face him.
"Let go of me," she commanded, trying in vain to pull away from his strong grip.
"No please," he looked at her with pleading eyes and she stopped, what was it about this girl that made him want to tell her. "I killed my God-father it was my fault, I shouldn't be here I…" he turned his head away in, what; shame?
"You are so selfish!" she declared, wrenching her wrist from his grip, "it's not your fault, it can't be and yet you see fit to sit there and mope, I may not know you well enough yet to pass ultimate judgement Harry Potter, but, I do now that the pain your causing your friends isn't right. You should try cleaning your glasses Harry maybe then you could see past your own nose," with that final comment she stormed off in the direction of Transfiguration.
"Fiery little spitfire isn't she?" came a sly voice; Harry whipped round to come face to face, for the first time, with Hikage.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"You'll find out soon enough Potter, but until we meet again I bid you farewell," replied she before striding down a corridor to his right. Harry shook his head and headed for Transfiguration with the Slytherins.
"Well done to those select few who have managed to make it to this level of Transfiguration, now, as you understand it is not an easy task to complete this class to the standard of which you are each expected," explained Professor McGonagall who diligently round at all the students.
A loud yawn made her spin round to look at the culprit who smirked back, her eyes narrowed behind her glasses and one eyebrow was raised in response, "What?" slurred Draco Malfoy smirking comfortably.
"Five points from Slytherin for your cheek," McGonagall snapped and proceeded to hand out hamster which they would be shown how to turn into rabbits. McGonagall finally finished explaining and they had copied the notes off the bored, 5 minutes into practice Hermione laid her wand down triumphantly. She smiled around at her peers admiring those that weren't doing the wand and wrist movement correctly, those who just seemed to set their hamster on fire, Neville, or zoom across the room, Seamus, those who had already finished and those…
Hermione faltered mid thought as she looked at Hikage who was leaning back on two legs of the chair, her wand at the front of her desk and a brown rabbit with a blackish hue sitting obediently in front of her. Looking from the rabbit to the girl's face she was met by a cocky smirk that was obviously intended to mock her. Hermione felt her face grow hot and hoped it wasn't too noticeable, she frowned and looked away from Hikage, it was first time lucky, no one was better than she.
Hikage however continued to stare at the brunette in a contemplative manor until the brown eyes girl looked up from unease once more meeting a pair of identical magenta orbs. Hermione narrowed her eyes, she saw Hikage blink casually, shrug her shoulders and shake her head gently before turning her attention to McGonagall who once more began to talk.
"I see we will have to practice the wrist movement again, Miss Granger may you please read the next chapter of your text book as for the," she stopped, interrupted by a cough.
She looked to the culprit, Hikage, who merely smiled at her and raised an eyebrow she looked amused at the indignant look the older woman was sending, so obviously, her way. "And you also Miss Tsukiyamino," she ground through clenched teeth, Hikage unfolded her crossed her arms and sent a lazy thumbs up McGonagall's way. The lady went red before hastily returning to her tutorage of the rest of the class or 'incompetent mortal ignorant fools' as Hikage would so nicely put it.
Anyway, it was a single period of Transfiguration and therefore son ended; they had a double period of Defence against the Dark Arts next. Ron, Hermione and Harry were all making their way there, as a trio of course.
"That was so hard, I think I should just drop it right here and now!" exclaimed Ron whose fiery red hair contrasted well with his flaming temper.
"Really Ron, you make such small things out to be so complicated, you just haven't got the wrist movement yet," Hermione explained, her curls bouncing as she gave Ron a sceptical look.
"Just because you sit reading all summer," he retorted sticking his nose in the air, Hermione sighed and shook her head at Ron's tempestuous behaviour.
"What about you Harry?" Hermione asked looked at the black haired boy who was taller than her but not by too much.
"Oh good, yeh, just great," Harry said absentmindedly his eyes starring straight ahead of him; Hermione exchanged a worried look with Ron.
Then Ron followed Harry's line of vision to see the form of on Usagi Tsukino, the blonde haired rabbit who was walking a way off in front of them talking to Seamus and Dean, who both appeared to be flirting openly with her.
"Look Hermione," he commanded, nudging the brunette in Usagi's direction, Hermione smiled in realisation then she grinned at Ron.
"Did you know Ron," the red head looked quizzically at Hermione, obviously he didn't know, "there's a rumour going round that Usagi fancies Dean. Ron looked at her, raising an eyebrow in mocking speculation, a sudden flash of movement caught the corner of his eyes.
Harry's head had turned abruptly to look at the back of Hermione's head, looking a tad bit worried before turning back to stair at Usagi. That was when Ron caught on, "No Hermione, you got it wrong, it's Seamus," Ron said knowingly.
"Lavender told me that she'd heard Pansy saying Draco dumped her in favour of pursuing Usagi!" Hermione argued.
She watched wide eyed as Harry's pace obviously sped up, "Ron stop him," she hissed pushing the red head towards his power walking friend.
"Harry mate; why the rush?" Ron inquired catching up and having to skip on his feet to keep up without jogging. Harry just growled, "Look mate, it was a joke," Harry stopped dead in his tracks and throughout the whole ordeal he still hadn't said anything.
"What?" he said hoarsely, and Ron looked wide eyed, Harry, speaking? It just wasn't possible, anyway, back to reality.
"We were kidding with you, none of it was true, you haven't got any competition mate," Ron said slapping Harry on the back.
"Whoever said anything about competition?" Harry demanded.
"Look Harry, calm down," Hermione instructed catching up with the two, "it was a joke and we haven't done anything wrong so stop punishing us!"
Then it hit Harry like a ton of bricks what Usagi had meant when she'd called him selfish, he'd been wallowing in self pity and not noticing how wrongly he'd been treating his friends. His friends, they hadn't abandoned him, they weren't blaming him, oh how could he have been so stupid, so blind to not realise what he'd been doing.
"I'm sorry guys, tell Lupin I've gone to the Hospital Wing, I've got a really bad headache," he excused and hurried off, Hermione looked at Ron who looked back.
"Well?" asked she as brown meeting blue.
"Well, we tell Lupin he's in the Hospital Wing," Ron said and the two made their way to Defence against the Dark Arts, making it to their seats just as the bell rang.
Harry though had not gone to the hospital Wing as he had originally intended, instead he headed back to Gryffindor Tower; maybe he could improve his potions essay from the holidays and get his mind of the bubbly blonde that would change his life, for better or for worse? There were three people who knew the answer to that and two of them were in that very school.
The Slytherins arrived first, the teacher, a one Remus Lupin, did not even look up, or at least no one noticed if her did. Hikage came in last of the Slytherins and she smirked when she caught the Professor's eyes. Soon all the Gryffindor were inside and had sat down, Lupin then proceeded to take the register, "Potter, Harry."
"Please sir," called Hermione sticking her hand up, h nodded at her, "Harry went to the Hospital Wing, he wasn't feeling very good."
"Thank-you Miss Granger," Lupin acknowledged gratefully before continuing hastily.
"Right well," Lupin started gazing around the class with tired grey eyes, "today we will learn about Shadows and next week we will learn how to defend against them. This is a new edition to the syllabus this year however not much is known about them; one of the main factors that has been deduced is that they have gates planted all over the Earth."
Hikage raised an eyebrow amusedly, it wasn't of much interest to her, so what if the Wizarding World knew of the gates; it would be a while before they figured out how to use them.
"And how Professor, if not much is known, did anyone find this out?" she asked, leaning back in her chair and watching the professor intently, she saw Hermione give her a once over out of the corner of her eyes and Usagi listening interestedly.
"That I do not know," he replied calmly.
"Pity Harry isn't here, he could have answered. You've seen one have you not Professor?" Hikage asked smirking, amused by the glint in his eyes, anger or regret.
"Five points form Slytherin," he said coolly standing and taking a piece of chalk to the board, "and you will remain behind after class." She merely nodded, the entire class had gone silent, even Draco Malfoy, during their little rendition.
"Please class, copy these notes down," and so he proceeded to right noted upon the bored as the sound of parchment and quills being hastily sought after from leather bags drifted through his ears.
Those noted were as follows:-
'Nerezza Della Luna; or otherwise known as Shadows have the ability to pass through solid matter and are said to live on the moon. However this is contradicted by the legend of the Luna Kingdom, the Crystal Utopia that appears to a select few on nights of the full moon, mainly believed to consist of Werewolves and Vampires. Shadows have been found to poses gates that can ump from one planet to another, i.e. Moon to Earth, strategically placed at magical hotspots throughout Europe and the World, one of which has been found by the Ministry.'
"Well they've got a lot to show for their efforts haven't they?" sneered the voice of Draco Malfoy, Lupin whipped around to face him.
"What do you mean by that?" he demanded, unfortunately, all he got was a smirk as Malfoy swept out of the room just as the bell rang.
"Well, do you have anything to say for yourself?" Lupin asked, sitting on his desk as Hikage merely leaned back once again on two legs.
"What is there to say, everything I said was true," she smirked.
"How do you know?" asked he, narrowing his inquisitive eyes slightly.
"Know what? About it or the truth of it?" she inquired.
"Both if you will," confirmed Lupin.
"Life is not to reason why," was her reply.
"I'll have to take points or give you detention if you don't tell me," he threatened.
"But that's blackmail Mr Lupin. And believe you me; I could turn that situation round so easily. Plus I hold something you wouldn't want to loose," she informed flipping over the desk and shouldering her bag.
"And what's that?" he asked, glaring at the girl who was barely shorter than he was.
"Usagi," she answered.
"And what need would I of her?" he asked.
"That's the point, you personally don't, but your world needs Harry, he needs her so your dependant on her," she informed watching what little colour entered the wolf's face to drain, "Except she has always trusted me and it is so easy to fool people. Especially since it doesn't matter to me if this world is blown to smithereens or not," and with that she swept out of the room. Turning at the door she said, "Good day, Mr Lupin," and that was that.
Double potions with the Slytherins was hardly what Harry was looking forward to, he still couldn't get out of his depression. He walked into the class and hardly noticed Snape glaring at him or the cruel comments and how he took five points from Gryffindor for Harry's apparent tardiness although he had arrived five minutes early. Hermione was sitting with Ron at the table in front of him chatting quietly glancing at him with concern form time to time. Was Usagi right, was he really hurting them that much? He hated their constant attempts to cheer him up or to skirt around his temper, he hated them for their pity and yet would he rather loose them?
His mind had vaguely taken in the instructions Snape had been giving and his hands had set to work while he had been diligently thinking about to consequences of his actions and the effect it was having on his friends, if he even had the right to call them that any more. Green froth began to poor over his cauldron and he was powerless to stop it, his pupil's dilated, his dark emerald eyes faded, he didn't even cry out as he fell to the floor. Falling through the air backwards, must be the same sensation Sirius felt, he thought and then his head hit the hard stone floor and a sickening crack resonated throughout the room.
Snape smirked, "Ten points from Gryffindor for your carelessness Potter," Snape said calmly before turning back to Draco who was trying hard to contain obvious amused laughter. Usagi was the first to spot the blood and she put a hand to her mouth to stifle the scream, pointing, her whole arm shaking by this point, as the dark red oozed from beneath Harry's head, staining his hair.
Snape's eyes widened momentarily before they narrowed to slits turning swiftly to Ron," Well don't just stand there boy, get him to the Hospital Wing," Draco snickered, Usagi was in tears and Hermione had gone pail.
"Oh shut up you silly girl!" Snape growled at Usagi who had gone a deathly white.
"He'll be fine Usagi sit down," Hikage said calmly, she was about the only Slytherin who wasn't laughing or snickering, all the Gryffindor boys were glaring, growling or reaching for their wands. Most of the girl in Gryffindor had either gone white, were crying or whimpering, but Usagi turned to Hikage and looked at her frighteningly.
"Are you the teacher?" Snape growled turning to Hikage who merely raised an eyebrow and then smirked.
"No," he really disliked her, she may be in Slytherin but he didn't trust her.
"Don't talk to me like that, 5 points form Slytherin," the whole room had quietened now, Slytherin's and Gryffindor's alike.
"Like what Professor? I was only answering your question after all," she reasoned but her gaze never left his.
His eyes narrowed to slits but before he could reply the bell rang and the all proceeded to file out, he grabbed her shoulder and she stopped but didn't look at him, "I'm watching you."
"I wouldn't have it any other way," she replied as she strode out the door taking careful care not to look back, "You can't foil me anyway," she muttered to herself unaware that a certain blonde had overheard.
"Foil what I wonder," muttered Draco Malfoy, she was at the end of the hall, she couldn't of heard him but.
A sharp intake of breath and he was choking; she had one hand around his throat lifting him off the floor even though he was taller than her, the other hand pressed painfully into his chest. "What was that, Mr Malfoy?" she sneered dangerously close to his ear, "Eavesdropping is after all, a crime."
"What are you doing here?" he coughed out, it was hard to breath.
"Just following orders Malfoy, just following orders and what of you, surely your father has a purpose for you but last time I checked he was locked up in Azkaban or is he at large?" she sneered, "Answer me that Mr Malfoy."
"No," his chest constricted painfully from his lack of sufficient oxygen intake, he let out a hoarse cry when her knee connected with his groin, there was nobody there thankfully the hallway was completely deserted.
"Once again I am forced to ask, what was that, Mr Malfoy?" this time he felt her lips against his ear and he would have shuddered if not for the predicament he was in.
"He's out," he stuttered.
"And ho long since Mr Malfoy?"
"1st of September," he replied.
"Good boy," she replied releasing him completely and he slumped against the wall breathing heavily. He glared up at taking in great gulps of air, flowing black robes that clung to her hips and chest, piercing purple eyes that always seemed so impossibly calm, black hair and that rebellious purple streak braided at the side of her head down to her chin. Pale skin with no hint of a tan, she didn't smile, she smirked like she knew everything there was to know which for all Malfoy knew she could very well do.
She held her hand out, "I'm dangerous Malfoy, but I am neither unjust or without manners." Silently, by now his breathing had returned to its normal rate, he accepted her hand and she hoisted him up so he was now standing over her. "We'll talk again Mr Malfoy, I haven't got everything I want from you yet," she said and then proceeded to head off to wherever it was she had previously been going to.
Draco rubbed the back of his head; it was throbbing slightly from behind slammed in the hard stone wall behind him. Still, it was nothing a hot dinner and good night's sleep wouldn't fix.
Well, c'est voila, just some notes...
Harry x Usagi is a defianate pairing
I have already planned out the entire ending, though I do not know how many chapters I've got left.
Do you want a Draco x Hikage pairing, it wasn't the initial idea but still...there's always Draco x Pansy I suppose but that's disgusting.
Bellatrix will appear and be murderred but by whom? Harry, Usagi or Hikage?
PLEASE GIVE ME UR OPINIONS FOR OTHERWISE I CANNOT CONTINUE, OH AND SORRY 4 NOT UPDATING IN SO LONG!!!!